Don't think about it, Rosie.
Don't think about it—
Oh God.
Henry coughed subtly, that same smile at the corner of his lips.
I dropped my fork on the plate, loudly.
“Henry, is everything alright?” Mum's voice floated into my ears.
“Yes, yes…”
“Way to make me lose my appetite, Mum.” I murmured, clearing my side of...